Being Me (Cameron Boyce Story)

Emily was always a girl with big dreams. She loves singing, acting, and playing guitar. Shes a huge fan of ariana grande and peyton list. She has a crush on cameron boyce but he hasnt noticed her before. Will her dreams come true? Will she meet her idols? Will he notice her?


3. Chapter 3

June 31

"Are you ready?" "I love you mom I'm gonna miss you so much." I said happily. "I'll take that as a yes then, alright bye don't forget to call me every day." "Don't worry mom I wont forget and say bye to Chloe for me." I said carelessly. I boarded the plane and then I was off to LA.


A few hours later~


"Miss we have arrived." an assistant said. I gave a yawn and as soon as I was about to say thank you I noticed a familiar figure outside. It was Ariana Grande. I had no idea what to do so I decided to approach her. She was unnoticeable by everyone else because she had some sunglasses on. I went to her and asked if she was Ariana and she replied with a simple "yes I am!" "OMG can I have your autograph!?" I handed her a paper and pen from my luggage. (If you don't know I'm a really big fan of Ariana Grande and she's my idol.) "Here you go." As soon as I grabbed the paper she walked away. My heart skipped a beat and on the paper it had her autograph and her................................ phone number! Oh my gosh I grabbed my iPhone out of my pocket and saved her number. As soon as I was able to breathe again I headed to the address my mom had texted me. I walked past lots of really big houses but when I got to the hotel it was huge even bigger than the mall I always shop at in NJ. Right when I walked in I told the person at the desk my name and he gave me a key. I got in the elevator and clicked the button that read 6. The elevator went up and it took awhile because it would stop and each floor so I decided to start singing 'roar' by Katy Perry. eventually the elevator got a little crowded and before I knew it I was at the 6th floor. I walked around and found my room and it was beautiful. All the walls were painted a nice coral color. The couch was black leather and the rest of the room was just unexplainable. I unpacked my bags and checked my twitter. '253 new followers' it read. "What!? How did this happen?" I said aloud. I clicked a link sent to my direct messages which was also filled with lots of messages and I uncovered...........

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